True Luna novel (Emma and Logan) novel Chapter 111

Chapter 111 The White Wolf (Part Two)

Logan POV

I heard her wrong.

I had to have heard her wrong.

There was no way, no fucking way, that there was another man who…

No.

I fucking heard her wrong.

“What?” Andrew growled, breaking the silence that followed after the woman’s last words.

The witch looked at Andrew and took a deep breath.

“The witches decided to curse the White Wolf with two true mates.” she said.

“They knew that would create a war.”

She said it again. She said two true mates, didn’t she?

Did I hear that wrong? Was something wrong with my ears?

Leon was still. Too fucking still for my liking. I couldn’t even reach him.

“I don’t understand.” Emma mumbled, making me look at her.

She was mine. I was her true mate. She was my true mate. There wasn’t another man for her. There wasn’t another man who would take her from me.

“The witches wanted a war between the packs.” Anna started explaining. “The wanted them to kill each other and stop expanding. They knew that the mate bond was the strongest bond between two people, and they decided to use it as a weapon.”

My heart was going to give out.

No.

Please, Goddess, no.

“They chose a girl from one of the packs.” Anna continued. “She was beautiful and kind, and the people loved her. She was special as well because her wolf was pure white. She was only 17 at the time, but the witches knew that she would be the young Alpha’s mate. They decided to curse her. They made the Alpha of the other pack her true mate as well. They knew that both of them would want her, not just because she was their true mate, but because she was all of those things I mentioned earlier. They knew that she would be a wonderful Luna. They knew that she would be a powerful wolf.”

I gulped and tightened my arms around

Emma. I couldn’t feel my body.

I wanted to scream. I wanted to tear the cabin apart.

But I couldn’t move. I couldn’t fucking move.

“The witches’ plan backfired.” Anna, sighed. “That young woman was so kind and wonderful that she managed to stop the war. She managed to convince the two Alphas not to kill each other and innocent wolves in both packs. She kept the peace.”

Anna looked at me, and I saw sympathy in her eyes.

“But she couldn’t keep the peace in her heart and soul.” Anna said quietly. “Both Alphas wanted her. Of course they did, she was their true mate. She couldn’t be with them both, and she couldn’t choose. She loved them both. She wanted them both, but she couldn’t have them.”

Anna looked back at Emma and took a deep breath.

“The young woman took her own life.” she said quietly. “The two Alphas died in agonizing pain. The packs moved on from the tragedy. They continued expanding, and the witches didn’t get their wish. They only managed to ruin three young lives.”

My heart was going to jump out of my body.

I couldn’t comprehend what Anna told us. My mind couldn’t comprehend it. My heart and my soul didn’t want to accept it.

“Are you saying that I…” Emma spoke, her voice breaking.

“Yes, Emma.” Anna nodded. “You have two true mates.”

No.

NO!

FUCK NO!

I would tear the cabin apart.

“I have to choose?” Emma asked quietly.

I could hear the disbelief in her voice. I could hear the pain in her voice.

“Yes.” Anna said. “The true mate given to you by the Goddess will have to mark you on the other side of your neck. That’s the only way to lift the curse and break the bond with the other wolf.”

I looked at her neck, and my canines flew out.

“No, Alpha.” Anna said with a hint of panic in her voice. “If you are the mate given to her by the curse, it will kill her.”

Andrew growled loudly.

“He is my mate given to me by the

Goddess!” Emma said loudly, clenching her fists and tightening her jaw. “I don’t want another mate! I don’t need another mate!”

She looked at me, and I saw pure panic in her eyes.

She grabbed my face with both of her hands and looked me in the eyes.

“You are my mate!” she told me. “I want you. I need you. I don’t want anyone else. Mark me again. I won’t die. The Goddess gave me you. I’m sure of it. I know it.”

I wanted to. Oh, Goddess, how badly I wanted to.

She was mine. She was fucking mine.

But what if I killed her? What if I wasn’t the one? What if I killed my mate? What if I killed my wife?

I pulled her to me and kissed her as hard as I could.

She was mine, and I was hers. The Goddess gave her to me, and the Goddess gave me to her. I knew it. My heart and my soul knew it.

But the fear was stronger. The fear stopped me from sinking my canines into her again.